#larissa rogare

[riotarttherite]

Art trade with the lovely @ilreleonewikiart 🙏♥️! An AU where Viserys is betrothed to a different version of Larra (here named Larissa, just slightly older than him) and their story goes differently, you can find the whole AU on AO3 here!

[cheryroseart]

Larissa Rogare for @ilreleonewikiart dtiys on instagram🩵 #ilreleonewikiadtiys

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Please don’t repost without credits❕

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[ilreleonewikiart]

Hi! As I promised here there is the illustration for my very first DTIYS as host

.Many times I have taken part at this kind of challenge, but never as a host, so I'm quite excited.

This was initially meant as a way to celebrate my 500 followers on Instagram, but in this weeks the number increased and now I'm almost reaching 600, so it's a double celebration 🥳🥳I want to thank all of you for your love and support, if a year ago someone had told me that I would almost reach 600people on Instagram posting about my art I would never have believed them, but now it's reality and it's - for the most part - thanks to you. ❤️

Because many of you manifested your interest in my ocs, I decided to choose one of them as a character for this illustration, and after a poll on my stories, Larissa was chosen.

Because I have a special love for Larissa here is some curiosity about her:

✨she's a cat lover (as she should)

✨she's a libra and her birthday is on the 20th of October

✨she's literally a nerd, she likes studing literature and philosophy and I'm sure she would love the dark academia tag

✨in this fic, her family crest is a peacock

✨her favourite color is purple

✨her name - in this universe - means dove

✨in this au she and viserys are only four years apart and they don't marry until she's 24 and he's 19

✨before marrying she and viserys were pen pals

You don't need to have read my fic to join, so be free to draw her and post the result!

Rules are simple:

• tag me in the caption and the post, and use the hashtag made for this challenge #ilreleonewikiadtiys

• traditional and digital are both accepted

• no AI

• there's no need to replicate the exact background or the exact details, you can play with your imagination, however, it would be nice if you keep some parts, like the cat, the peacock and the the Roman-style tunic.

• for more details you can go to the stories on my profile

• no time limit, you can join whenever you can and want

[greenbloods]

The Queen of the West

In her dreams she never had silver hair, nor did her earlobes ever clink with the cruel laughter of tourmaline-and-silver. That was how Rhaena knew this was no ordinary dream. She dreamt of awaking to a stormy dawn, in a tall tower next to the sea. The tower was dark, the sheets a woollen wave of gold and black. In her bed she felt a presence, a long figure obscured under the voluminous blankets. It was tall enough to be Larissa, but with the certainty of dream she knew that Larissa was far, far away. When the figure shifted in the sheets she saw that it was a man. Maegor, she thought, with dread rising in her throat, but as the figure rose from sleep she realized she was mistaken again. His frame was thick and bearish, his body covered in a dense fur, but his hair was all wrong, a thick tangled crop of black-and-grey curls where long straight silver should've been, a great mop of hair that seemed to sprout over every inch of his body. The sheets parted, whispering as they did secret warnings too soft for her to hear, to reveal as he rose a patch of hair at the juncture of his thighs coarser and blacker than that on his chest, if that was possible. "My Aly," Rogar rumbled, smiling, and by some strange magic she found herself smiling at him too. They lay together there in the light of morningtide, until he made to hug her in his great bearish embrace.

Yet as he did she caught sight of his hand. In it was a dirk, sharp and short and cruel. As they embraced she could feel it enter her, gasping as it thrust into her belly once, twice, thrice. When they parted again it glistened wetly; it looked so beautiful in the radiance of the twilight moon. And as she saw the wound where it entered her she realized that from her body was spilling not blood, but light, which shone from inside her with fiery passion, and seemed to turn her skin aflame. And as he thrust his knife inside her again and twisted, it grew and grew inside her, until it became a sword that seemed to pierce her very heart, and she cried with a scream that was half anguish and half ecstasy as his face warped and twisted into that of a stranger, and the room and time dissolved into mists until she did not know where she was, only that it was dark, so dark.

And the visions danced faster around her now, rippling fierce and feverish like the silvery waters of the Godseye in the dim of the westering sun. She saw dragons dance, and die, and dance again, and she saw an old man with a shock of brittle white hair weeping before a heart tree, while the autumn snows drifted sorrowfully all around. She saw a great chalice of iron bubbling with the blood of ten thousand dead, with moon's blood and knight's blood, the blood of king and commoner and hero and whore mingling until there seemed to be no difference between one or the other, the blood of the chalice pouring out onto the base of a castle that was long as the horizon was tall, and quaffed the blood as it cascaded. She saw herself wither and die; she saw herself rise from her own grave, wearing a different name, and die again, and rise, twenty times over, until her face became that of a girl kneeling in a funeral pyre with three scaly stones in her arms. And she saw the same girl later wreathed in flame, while all around her great shadows of ice rose and cackled in frosty tongues. And through the mist of dream she felt herself waking, for true this time, to morning bells that echoed through the walls of that scorched ruin of a castle.

Rhaena Targaryen, Queen of the West, rose to the taste of blood on her tongue, while the carillons of the towers of Black Harren echoed doom, doom, doom.

[atopvisenyashill]

god YEAH like rogar clearly demonstrates he has no respect nor any lasting affection for alyssa and jaehaerys just hands her back to rogar as if to say “well YOU wanted to remarry so YOUR PLACE is by his side” and the way he just. refuses to say a god damn thing as she dies, like it’s just the pettiest dig at her for just,,,, daring to long for affection and stability after eight years of an unending nightmare, but his petty digs have the ability to just destroy her life in a way that a normal 15 year old lashing out at his mom for remarrying can’t and shouldn’t be able to affect their grown ass mother.

and for both of them, i really think there is just a hellish combination of like, A Queen’s Body Is Property Of The King but also, in general a woman is property of her husband, but also his own personal grief at the losses of his father and brother, so it’s like, they lose personhood at the losses of their husbands, bc that’s what’s right, bc he misses them, bc it’s their place, bc they pissed him off & they’re easy targets to project his grief onto and on and on.

it’s like, their lives weren’t any less full after their husbands died, i mean alyssa helped WIN A WAR to avenge her husband but a woman doesn’t have a need for vengeance does she? no she would have been better off dying with aenys instead of living to make her own mark on history. just proving he never actually loved a single woman in his family, but the idea of them he had constructed in his head because anyone who knew anything about rhaena would know what she would have wanted more than anything was to be with her DAUGHTERS but the girls don’t matter do they, and never mind that most of rhaena’s years were dedicated to the children she loved.

okay wait can someone explain to me why jaehaerys is so excited rhaena got married and so fucjing pissed about alyssa. both of them got married without his permission i don’t understand why he is so aggro about his mom.

[mulherama]

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Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: ‘vou te rogar uma praga’

Apresentador comentou possível saída da atriz mirim para a Rede Globo neste domingo, durante o ‘Programa Silvio Santos’

Silvio Santos revelou em seu programa, neste domingo, que tem medo de perder a atriz mirim Larissa Manoela para a Rede Globo. Em tom de brincadeira, o apresentador comentou uma possível saída da jovem para a concorrente.

Silvio Santos roga praga para Larissa Manoela

Foto: Reprodução SBT

“Se a Globo te levar daqui, eu vou te rogar uma praga que você vai perder até a língua”, disparou, causando risos no público.

Silvio ainda aproveitou a situação para implicar com o vestido de Larissa: “Hoje você está fantasiada de menininha, essa roupa está te deixando mais jovem. Você costuma usar roupas que te deixam parecendo mais velha do que é, com 19, 20 anos. Dá a impressão que você quer ser uma artista de Hollywood”, comentou.

Apesar do suposto assédio para uma futura troca de emissora, Larissa Manoela já está apalavrada com o SBT, onde irá protagonizar “As Aventuras de Poliana”, novela que vai substituir “Carinha de Anjo”.

[mulherativa]

Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: ‘vou te rogar uma praga’

Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: ‘vou te rogar uma praga’

Apresentador comentou possível saída da atriz mirim para a Rede Globo neste domingo, durante o ‘Programa Silvio Santos’ Silvio Santos revelou em seu programa, neste domingo, que tem medo de perder a atriz mirim Larissa Manoela para a Rede Globo. Em tom de brincadeira, o apresentador

Mulher Ativa

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[sitecoisademulher]

Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: ‘vou te rogar uma praga’

Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: ‘vou te rogar uma praga’

Apresentador comentou possível saída da atriz mirim para a Rede Globo neste domingo, durante o ‘Programa Silvio Santos’Silvio Santos revelou em seu programa, neste domingo, que tem medo de perder a atriz mirim Larissa Manoela para a Rede Globo. Em tom de brincadeira, o apresentador

Coisa De Mulher

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[nddnews]

Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: 'vou te rogar uma praga'

Silvio Santos ameaça Larissa Manoela e diz: 'vou te rogar uma praga'

Apresentador comentou possível saída da atriz mirim para a Rede Globo neste domingo, durante o 'Programa Silvio Santos' Silvio Santos revelou em seu programa, neste domingo, que tem medo de perder a atriz mirim Larissa Manoela para a Rede Globo. Em tom de brincadeira, o apresentador comentou

Notícias Do Dia

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[snapweb2-blog]

Silvio Santos diz o que faria se a Globo “roubasse” Larissa Manoela

Silvio Santos, conhecido por não ter papas na língua, se pronunciou sobre o que faria caso a Globo resolvesse “roubar” sua principal atriz mirim, Larissa Manoela.

A revelação foi feita durante seu programa, exibido nesse domingo, 08 de outubro, ao receber, além de Larissa, Jean Paulo Campos e Mateus Ueta no quadro “Talento Infantil”.

“Se a Globo te levar daqui, eu vou te rogar uma praga que você…

[ilreleonewikiart]

TDIOBCB challenge - day 26

Viserys and Larissa playing Cyvasse

"Yet, even with some difficulty and much embarrassment, their correspondence continued and never ceased. With a bit of patience, Larissa’s resistance to opening up softened as the two found common ground on which to pour out pages and pages of thoughts and words: literature, or Valyrian culture in general. By now, after several days spent reviewing his knowledge of vocabulary and classical expressions, Viserys had made a dent in the girl's heart. She was positively impressed by the young man's writing and expression, perhaps unaware of the time and effort it took him to compose those few lines. As weeks and months passed, their letters grew longer, and the polite but distant tones soon gave way to a new sense of affinity, almost intimacy, as reflections on lyric poetry were replaced with more personal thoughts. From poets and philosophers, the engaged couple began sharing their thoughts on life, the future, and their families, revealing to each other confessions they had never shared with anyone before. "You have become so dear to me now," she wrote to him once, "that the thought of not receiving your letters anymore seems inconceivable. Since I was a child, I have been surrounded by people, whether they were my handmaidens or slaves, or my siblings. Yet only now, knowing of your existence, have I realized how alone I was before meeting you." At that point, every tone of condescension had vanished, as if the image of him as a child had been swept away by the wind, and she now saw him for what he truly was. Viserys, too, stopped viewing Larissa as someone unreachable and impenetrable, looking beyond her perfect vocabulary and polished writing. Initially, he had judged her as haughty and cold, but through her profound reflections on the books and poems they discussed, he realized the sensitivity and refinement her heart was capable of."

 

- from TDIOBCB chapter 6

(warning: these illustrations are inspired by an AU Divergence and have nothing to do with canon (book or tv show) events and are not meant to be reposted outside of their contest)

[ilreleonewikiart]

TDIOBCB challenge - day 7:

First Meeting - The Wedding of Prince Viserys and Larissa Roagre in the Throne Room

"Many years later, the prince, reminiscing about how he and his wife had first encountered each other, would confess to his children, not without a blush, that even before laying eyes on her, the words Larissa wrote during those years were enough to make him fall completely in love with her. He almost dismissed the revelation of her true appearance as playing any significant role in his infatuation. According to Prince Viserys, it was the eloquence and magnetic personality of his then-fiancée that enchanted him to the extent that concerns about her beauty took a back seat. Whether this is the whole truth remains uncertain; however, it is worth noting that the marriage between Prince Viserys and Larissa Rogare, though not initially under the most auspicious circumstances, evolved into a great love story that culminated in a long and happy union. If, before the arrival of his promised bride, the mind of the young prince was primarily occupied with the company of beautiful courtesans and high-born prostitutes, from the moment the stunning Lyseni maiden graced King's Landing, no other woman crossed the threshold of the young man's bedroom except her. This continued until her demise in 165 AC. Every ounce of his energy, both physical and mental, from the day of their marriage, was devoted solely to his wife. She, no longer a girl, possessed not only extraordinary intelligence and culture but also breathtaking beauty, affirming the reality that the most beautiful women in the known world indeed hailed from Lys. Their union stood as a testament to the enduring power of love. Still, even if, want to believe him for the sake of historical honesty, I must report the multiple testimonies of some members of the court, present at this marriage at the time, who claim that the newlywed groom, who had never seen his bride before the ceremony, remained anything but indifferent to her appearance. According to them, during the grand entrance of the noblewoman, who arrived in the castle's Sept dressed in an exquisite and lightweight gown made entirely of golden silk that vividly revealed the perfect curves of her womanly form, accompanied by her fifteen ladies-in-waiting, the groom, was so dazzled by her dazzling beauty, that he needed to be supported by his brother Aegon to prevent himself from falling on the spot from sheer emotion. The young prince, who had always been famous for being an easygoing lad, remained dumbfounded in front of her like a statue of salt throughout the ceremony, unable to find the words to express his wonder, to the point that, for a whole minute, he mistakenly recited the marriage formula almost three times before starting to recite his vows correctly. It seems that the young prince was not the only one to be astonished by the entrance of the new princess. The same witnesses claim that even Prince Daemon was amazed by his new daughter-in-law, as evidenced by the widening of his eyes. During the celebration, he went so far as to congratulate his son conspiratorially, calling him "the luckiest man in the Seven Kingdoms."

- from TDIOBCB chapter 1

(warning: these illustrations are inspired by an AU Divergence and have nothing to do with canon (book or tv show) events and are not meant to be reposted outside of their contest)

[ilreleonewikiart]

"The doom in Our Blood comes Back" characters portraits, OCs version:

"Lady Larissa Rogare is one of the main characters that compare in this story. She's the third legitimate daughter of the First Magister of Lys, Lysario Roagre and his wife Lynesse Vhassyl; she has ten siblings - Lysaro Rogare, Fredo Rogare, Roggerio Rogare, Lysara Rogare, Moredo Rogare, Lotho Rogare, Drako Rogare, Marra Rogare, Lysillos Rogare and Lada Roagre - and other sixteen half-siblings. During the first book, she marries her long-time betrothed Viserys Targaryen , with whom she will have two children; Daemon Targaryen and Lynesse Targaryen. Along with her, Larissa will bring her fifteen headeri (hands-maidens), three of them are Lissiria Sorriris, Ferila and Liria." - from the TDIOBCB wiki

(warning: these illustrations are inspired by an AU Divergence and have nothing to do with canon (book or tv show) events and are not meant to be reposted outside of their contest)

[ilreleonewikiart]

inktober , day 22:

scratchy

Larissa and a playful kitty

Inspired by a scene that it will appear in the future chapters of my fic, "the doom in our blood comes back" on AO3.

[ilreleonewikiart]

"The doom in Our Blood comes Back" characters portraits, OCs version:

Lada Rogare

"Lady Lada Rogare is one the side characters that compare in this story and one of the OC created especially for this fic. She's the fourth and the youngest legitimate daughter of the First Magister of Lys, Lysario Roagre and his wife Lynesse Vhassyl; she has ten siblings - Lysaro Rogare, Fredo Rogare, Roggerio Rogare, Lysara Rogare, Moredo Rogare, Lotho Rogare, Drako Rogare, Marissa Rogare, Lysillos Rogare and Larissa Roagre - and other sixteen half-siblings. Like many noble families throughout the decades House Rogare, thanks to its influence, succeeded in having members of their family invested with important religious positions; many were the Maidens of Love - young priestesses devoted to the Goddess Adera, who were consecrated to religious life until they turned eighteen years of age - who came from their House. One of them is Lada, who became a priestess of the Goddess Adera at the age of ten, later becoming First Maiden at fourteen, who is the second most important authority on the island, after the Council of Magisters. As soon turned eighteen Lada is finally free to leave the religious life and finally get married; because of her importance her father - after having survived to a tempted assassination -decides to flee her to King's Landing, where her sister Larissa lives, in order to protect her. There she will met Alyn Velaryon, with whom she will lose her precious maidenhood: because the two had been discovered they are forced to get married. " - from the TDIOBCB wiki

(warning: these illustrations are inspired by an AU Divergence and have nothing to do with canon (book or tv show) events and are not meant to be reposted outside of their contest)

[ilreleonewikiart]

Larissa Rogare and her kitten WIP for inkoctober, day 22

(the doom in our blood comes back future chapters spoilers)